Chapter 347: Anger or Despair

o Fan and Wu Yi, two burly men, also cried red-eyed. Usually they always called the old man "Old Head," looking disrespectful, but only they knew that the old man was their only relative in this world...Though not a great distance, the journey felt like a thousand miles for both Fu Zimo and Jin Mu. Every step they took was accompanied by inner turmoil, a struggle between wanting to hurry forward and fearing what they might find when they arrived.

But, distance always has an end.

When Jin Mu arrived at the end of the road with Fu Zi Mo on his back, all the men in black had already left, leaving only a disgusting stench of blood on the ground.

There were dozens of pools of blood on the ground. In the desert, the liquid quickly merged with the yellow sand, leaving behind patches resembling human figures. On these traces, there were some metals that hadn't melted yet and some jade ornaments that seemed to have left no trace of melting.

Jin Mu put Fu Zi Mo down and carefully pried a piece of molten metal with his curved blade. Upon closer inspection, the metal turned out to be a waist badge from the Burning Sun Army. "Your Highness, it's a body from the Burning Sun Army,"

Fu Zi Mo remained silent, his gaze fixed on one of the pools of liquid. His face was pale, his eyes glazed over, and he stood there like a soul had left his body.

Under the sunlight, the man who used to be like a god of war, actually showed an expression of despair.

Jin Mu glanced at it and couldn't help but avert his gaze. He gritted his teeth, walking in the direction Fu Zi Mo was looking, and then pulled out a jade pendant from the pool of blood. When the jade pendant appeared before him, he was taken aback, nearly dropping the curved sword in his hand.

"This is impossible!" Kaneki exclaimed, recognizing the jade pendant. It once belonged to Fu Zimu and was his most prized possession. Later, Fu Zimo gave it to Qin Luoyan.

Jin Mu recoiled in horror, not daring to touch the pool of blood. He couldn't believe that Qin Luo Yan had been reduced to just a puddle of blood!

"My lord, the Consort won't die so easily. This must be a ruse by those people!" Jin Mu choked out these words, but his voice was hollow, even to himself.

Fu ZiMo stood there for a long time, motionless in the yellow sand. The wind whipped at his hair and robe, but he didn't move. He should have been angry, but he wasn't. He was filled with sorrow to the point where even anger had vanished.

When Jin Mu thought he would be petrified in the yellow sand, Fu Zi Mo finally moved. He slowly stepped forward and bent down to pick up the jade pendant on the ground.

"My Lord, that blood is corrosive..."

But Fu Zi Mo treated Jin Mu's words as if he hadn't heard them. He simply picked up the jade pendant, letting the blood stain his fingertips, then seeping into his skin, melting away the epidermis of his palm. Almost in an instant, his hands became bloody and hideous.

He seemed to feel no pain, merely blankly pulling out a hastily-sewn handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiping the jade pendant. The pattern on the pendant shimmered in the sunlight, intricate and beautiful, yet his vision gradually blurred.

He stood with his back to Kaneki, his head bowed in silence.

That figure was too lonely. Jinmu couldn't help but want to go up and comfort him, but just as he took a step, he saw a crystal clear liquid fall to the ground at his feet.

Jinguo froze in shock, stopping dead in his tracks. He couldn't take another step forward, but his heart was breaking. His esteemed Crown Prince...was he crying

"Jinmu," Fu Zimo spoke, his voice hoarse to the point that Jinmu couldn't quite recognize it. "Here, set up a memorial for the soldiers of the Sun Legion."

Kinmo came to his senses and gritted his teeth, responding, "Yes!"

Fu Zi Mo still didn't turn around. Instead, he took off his long robe and, holding the blood-stained yellow sand before him, carefully wrapped it up. His hands trembled slightly, but his movements were firm. "As for Luo Yan, this King must take her back to the Prince's Mansion. This King has said, I will make her my legitimate wife."

Jin Mu silently picked up the curved knife and began to dig a hole, not daring to look in Fu Zi Mo's direction. He really couldn't bear such a stifling and mournful atmosphere.

In the silence, Jin Mu dug graves for the soldiers of the Burning Sun Army, while Fu Zi Mo collected the blood-stained yellow sand. For a moment, a cloud from nowhere covered the sun, and under the gray sky, the entire desert was desolate.

Suddenly, Fu Zimo stood up abruptly, then threw down the robe wrapped in blood-stained yellow sand, and roared angrily: "The Ling family of Shonan, from now on, will be at war with the Wuxuan Wangfu to the death!"

Jin Mu's digging action stopped abruptly. He raised his head, looking surprised and asked, "Were those men in black from the Shonan Ling family How do you know"

"Only the Ling family of Xiangnan could have this kind of dissolving corpse poison! And only the Ling family of Xiangnan would have the guts to snatch someone from under the nose of Prince Wu Xuan's mansion!" Fu Zi Mo clenched his fist, suddenly pulled out a bamboo tube from his bosom, aimed it at the sky, and after a crisp sound, dazzling white light erupted from the mountain in the sky.

Jin Mu was taken aback, then reacted, This might be the signal that the Prince used to contact another faction he had taken under his wing.

As expected, shortly after the signal was sent, seven figures in black arrived before Fu Zimo. The leader of the group, judging by her physique, seemed to be a woman.

Fu Zi Mo's expression was icy. When the black-clothed man appeared, he lashed out with a palm strike. Although he was heavily wounded, his palm force was significantly weaker, and his movements were not particularly swift. With such a strike, Jin Mu could have easily dodged it, but the black-clothed man did not dare to dodge even slightly. He took the blow head-on and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Nian Wan! Didn't I tell you your task was to protect her" Fu Zi Mo's voice was so cold it sent shivers down one's spine.

Ni Wan knelt on one knee with her men, placing one hand on her chest as she spoke sincerely: "My subordinate knows she was wrong! My subordinate only guessed that since Yun Tianxi and the others followed Li Yunfan and the others into Yuehunxia Valley, the journey was dangerous, and given Yun Tianxi's cautious nature, he would definitely not carry the殘圖 with him. So I wanted to take advantage of his departure to ambush his resting place at the border!"

Fu Zi Mo didn't speak, only his gaze became colder.

Niwan didn't know what he was thinking, she could only grit her teeth and continue: "As it turns out, my guess was correct. Yun Tianxi did indeed leave the remnants of the map in his stronghold on the border, kept safe by his two children. I led my men to confront him. After a fierce battle, we finally managed to obtain those fragments! However, Yun Tianzi and Yun Tianxi were both protected by repeating crossbows. His mother managed to escape thanks to their protection."

"So it seems, you not only committed no wrongdoing, but even made a contribution" An unknown wind rustled the robes of Fu ZiMo, causing them to flutter around him. A chilling aura emanated from his body as his piercing gaze fell upon Ni Wan, leaving her drenched in cold sweat.

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